Great Conversation, Golden Gate Park, BBQ
Two weekends ago, I headed out to dinner on Saturday with Melih after spending the whole day indoors doing my taxes while it rained outside. It was, as always, wonderful. It was a long, meandering conversation that ranged from camera talk, the challenge of interviewing for talented people, how culture develops in companies, to all the unrest brewing in the Middle East and the economic challenges facing America. Like Melih, I crave conversations like this. My time in high school and undergrad were filled with conversations like these, and Melih is one of the few friends out here that can really push me here.
On Sunday I went for a run in Golden Gate Park for the first time. Wendy had spoke of it many times, and now I’m kicking myself for not having done it earlier. Grassy meadows, tree groves, small ponds and lakes, even a pasture with real bison in it (!). The coolest part was that I actually ended up at the western edge of the park, at Ocean Beach. I turned up north, with Cliff House in the distance and the waves crashing to my left, before ducking back in the park. Running outside is much different than on the treadmill. My split isn’t as fast, but I ended up going more than 4 miles, which is the longest I’ve ever run before. Definitely looking forward to more of them.
Later that night I headed over to my friends Sean and Joey’s new place in Noe Valley for dinner. You remember them from previous Sunday night dinners and concerts. They just moved up to San Francisco, and are living with fellow colleagues Christoph from Apple and Dino from Tesla. Dinner was, of course, excellent. We’re talking about serious chefs here. Sean had been barbequing and smoking pork and ribs all day and made the best baked beans (smoked too) that I’ve ever had, Joey made buttermilk cornbread, I made falafel for the first time and served with pita and hummus, and Gregg brought over some vinegar based coleslaw. The beer was great too — all homemade. This is a house where you don’t ask “what beer do you have?”, you describe to the gracious hosts what kind of beer you like and they’ll pour you a homebrew. I had a Belgian tripel which was delicious — balanced, fragrant, smooth. Now that’s a good weekend.






